It's Crazy Like That

No major drama happened but still it's one of the more eventful mornings I've ever had. I was rushing in to work just so that I could log on and get tickets to the Finn Brothers gig at 9am sharp but was approached by this old lady from China who was totally lost in Collingwood (and she wanted to get to the eye hospital, which was just opposite where I work) and she doesn't speak a word of English. Of course, I had to help her and make sure she ended up at the right place. After guiding her to the place and doing registration for her, it was already 8:52am on my watch. Boy, did I run, like literally run to my office! Paul was helping me get the tickets too, and we had like the 8th row from the front initially, but somehow, the system mucked up and we had to reload and this time, we got seats like way back! How tragic!

Barely have I gotten over the shock/sorrow when I have to deal with the X-ray generator (which I'm in charge of now). While I was fiddling with it and talking on the phone with the service engineer in Sydney, the evacuation alarm went off! My first notion was that I did something wrong to set it off, and I really did panick for a while! The next few minutes were a blur, I hung up the phone, dashed outta the room and joined the rest of the people streaming outta the building (which I later learned there was a minor fire in one of our labs, and it's not me, phew). While we were all out there, I was busting to go to the loo and had to make do with one of the physiotherapy department toilets (which have no doors to the cubicles but just curtains). How desperate was I!

So yes, all in all, it was all crazy and silly and the service engineer had a good laugh at me when I called him back after. Oh well, I s'pose I could appreciate the lighter side of this episode/bimbo moment.

As for the concert tickets, I am still feeling a bit upset but really, I reckon I am just contented by being there, I don't need to be upfront. Also, I have a commitment to go with three other people, so even if I manag to get a good single seat now, I wouldn't just leave them back there. I mean, what's the fun in that right?

Have I mention I hate competition and viciousness at work? I probably would have, and my overtaking of the responsibilty to look after the machine is garnering much whispers and hush and even outright dissastifaction from some green-eyed people in the group. I gotta watch my step now, I s'pose.